Still trying to clear the cobwebs out of the attic. Why don't you come along to the house?" Thanks, Daddy. I'm dying to take a shower. Bye." And she h...ng up, leaving Peter Knight with a dial tone and a glazed expression on his face.Moments later he was covering the telltale stain on the sheet with another sheet, then dashing to the door to unlock it, then scampering into the shower for a necessary cleansing. By the time Davie reached the house, he was out of the shower and half-dressed.Davie. "Were you not captivated by me?"John paused before he admitted what he could not deny, "Yes." Is there anything in this life you can't do without?" No," John responded, feeling on the verge of tears."Then, let me out." How?" Go buy the clothes you saw. Buy the makeup, buy the shoes, buy therazor. Do what you know you need to do to make me come alive outside ofyour head again." How can I even recreate the outfit?" Easy! You walked past everything you saw today. You saw them. Youdidn't want. I must have looked panicked because a few students had given me near-frightened looks."Hello again, Ms. Burrow." Oh hello, Francis." Ms. Burrow reminded me of a grandmother who stayed home most of the day knitting sweaters for her dozen grandchildren. With her silver hair and wire-rim glasses, she looked like she'd be perfectly comfortable watching jeopardy with a blanket over her lap and sipping the same cup of tea all day."What can I help you find today?" Well, actually I've been thinking. I did the best I could with what is available to help girls just like you do what they can with their figures,” I told her. “Now, if you don’t have to have that sundress in that style, I have some suggestions.”I had her naked again and then put three different sundresses on her that clung to her fat boobs and molded her hips to show they weren’t still boy straight. Each had a pattern that drew your eyes up to her tits and face or down to her hips. Two of the three had enough light,.